Even your money-grubbing mother wouldn't agree to it. Everyone knows that if someone wants to marry you, your mother demands a betrothal gift of sixty taels. That's enough to buy two normal wives! Are you really worth that much?" Thinking about it, Su Qingyue is feeling sorry too. Others could have sold for thirty taels, but the Zhu family got her for just fifteen taels. When she ended up in the Xiao family, it was only one tael more. It's said that old lady Liu raised the price by one tael again, but it's still only worth half of what an ordinary person would cost.
"You..." Liu Xianglian's eyes widened.
"What 'you'?"
